that trolls are ugly with indeterminable
personality disorders & that
they cause trouble. I have a nest of them
living under the plywood floor
of my garden shed. I’m guessing
they’ve been coming out
at night & stealing sunflowers seeds
from the bird feeder.
My favourite trowel’s gone missing
and someone’s dug up the tulips.
But as long as they don’t
get into the house—start chewing
on computer cables, leaving faeces or
attempting identity theft—
perhaps we’ll be able to co-exist
Born in the decade of the last century when Elvis’s career was getting underway… And I live in Prince Edward Island, Canada, which is where I’ve spent almost all of my life, as an “Islander”. The prize for winning the Doire Press Second Annual International Poetry Chapbook Contest (2013) was the publication of my first poetry collection, The Invisible Girl which is available to order directly from me. It’s been a wonderful experience working with the great folks at Doire Press.